Devour

Chapter 178 Black Blade Flying Armor

Far away in Lanhui City, the palace of the Kingdom of Canghai is majestic, with a majestic dragon statue in front of the gate, the gate inlaid with jewels and jade, and the golden glazed tiles shining brightly, showing prosperity everywhere.

There was a huge mahogany incense table in the palace hall. Lord Mu, accompanied by Wang Xiongwu and Mu Luo, stood in front of an old man with white hair and a shawl.

The four of them stared at a small stone man placed on the incense table. They watched the stone man crack in the middle, and a cloud of smoke shaped like a snake's head floated in the middle, making a hissing sound and suddenly disappeared.

Wang Xiongwu sighed and said, "The petrification curse has failed. We cannot use it to threaten Nie Ziqiong to withdraw his troops. Lanhui City will definitely not be able to be defended."

Lord Mu looked panicked and said to the old man, "Uncle Master Pan, didn't you say that there is no master in Qian'an City who can remove the petrification curse?"

The old man glared at Lord Mu with an unhappy look on his face.

Wang Xiongwu said in a serious tone, "Lord Mu, don't worry. Elder Pan Zhonghan knows the situation well. That was the situation a few days ago. There is no one in Beiwei Country who can break the petrification curse, let alone in the entire Beilin, except for a few elders of my Jingtao Sect."

Pan Zhonghan calculated the good and bad luck by pinching his fingers, and said, "The informant sent a letter saying that a spiritual medicine master called Baidi suddenly came to Qian'an City these few days. He was able to produce the Feitian Taisui, which is rare in ten thousand years, and refined the Po'e Pill to cure Nie Ze."

Wang Xiongwu said: "If it weren't for this accident, the only chance to obtain the Evil-Breaking Pill would be to go to Shanhui City. How could Nie Ze, a mere ruler, be qualified to enter the City of Gods? This blessing must have been earned in the previous life."

Lord Mu asked cautiously, "Master Pan, Master Wang, is there any other way to force the Northern Guards to retreat?"

Wang Xiongwu was about to speak, but then he looked at Pan Zhonghan, waiting for him to speak.

Pan Zhonghan snorted coldly and said, "There is no other way. Or you can retreat to the Bingyu Kingdom in the east and tell your fellow disciples that you can still get a title. The Canghai Kingdom has made a lot of money over the years, so be content."

Lord Mu looked dejected.

Mu Luo said with a face full of grief and indignation: "Is it possible that our Jingtao Sect is afraid of the Tumin Society? Should we cede our great territory to Nie Ziqiong?"

Wang Xiongwu consoled him, "Elder Pan has his own reasons. There have been winners and losers in sect battles over the years. The Tumin Society is currently strong. Whether the senior masters will participate in the war must be determined by the head master. You should be patient for a few years, and there will be a good opportunity. Practice well, and you are afraid that you will not have the opportunity to achieve wealth and glory in the world."

Mu Luo said in a clear voice: "Father, I want to fight. As long as Nie Ziqiong is killed, the Northern Guards will retreat and the Slaughter Society will be helpless. The King of Slaughter is so high and mighty, how could he fight with a mere junior like me?"

Lord Mu's eyes flickered, and he looked at Pan Zhonghan and Wang Xiongwu, and suggested: "What my son said makes sense. Nie Ziqiong is the commander-in-chief, and killing him will definitely determine the outcome of the battle. But Mu Luo's cultivation is limited. It is better for him to fight than for Senior Brother Wang to do so. I am willing to donate half of the wealth of the Canghai Kingdom's treasury."

Wang Xiongwu cursed in his heart: "It's better for your son to go. Min Wushuang is of the same generation as me. If I take action, how can he not take action? Elder Pan is not sure, how can I be his opponent? If you give me all your property, you will not live to spend it. I will keep my head, and I will have plenty of opportunities to make a fortune in the future."

But he scolded: "We cultivators are indifferent to fame and fortune, and are above the mundane world. How can we get involved in worldly disputes? If you don't listen to Elder Pan's advice, solve it yourselves."

Mu Luo was unwilling to give up, and shouted outside: "Minister, go to the wine cellar and get a jar of the best iron-blooded nectar." He turned around and saluted the three people and said: "Father, let me fetch the head of the prodigal Nie Ziqiong, place it on the table to offer sacrifice to the heaven, and drink the fine Beilin wine with father, uncle and great-uncle."

Lord Mu had a glimmer of hope in his heart: "My son has been diligently practicing martial arts for thirty years without a single day of slacking off. Nie Ziqiong is known for his dissoluteness, and he spends his days in revelry. He has already exhausted his body at the age of only sixteen. How can he be a match for him? As long as he wins, good times will surely come."

Mu Luo rushed out of the palace, picked up his halberd, mounted his horse, and led his soldiers to charge out of the city gate.

The sound of war drums, galloping horses, and bloody fighting resounded through the sky, making people shudder with fear, and the sound could be heard faintly in the palace.

Pan Zhonghan commented: "This kid has some courage. If he can be cultivated well, he will be a good seedling. It's a pity that he is only an outer disciple."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fighting outside the city died down, and in a moment, iron hooves rushed back to the palace.

Lord Mu took the iron-blooded wine from the minister and said in a gloomy voice, "My son is a brave warrior and has returned so soon. He should drink this wine."

A deputy general came running in from outside, holding a head high, and screamed: "Prince Mu Luo went into battle, but was beheaded by Prince Nie Ziqiong of Beiwei in one round. Our army was defeated, and I fought desperately to get back the head of Liuyang." The head in his hand was Mu Luo's head.

With a "clang", the wine jar fell to the ground, and the wine splashed everywhere. The sudden bad news made Lord Mu's hands and feet cold, and he fainted on the spot, and his body fell straight back to the ground with a thud.

Pan Zhonghan shook his head and said, "He is useless. You can travel around in the future, go to Bingyu Country or Xuehu Country to have fun, and don't come here for the time being."

Wang Xiongwu's eyes flashed, and he said, "The leader of the Tiantian Sect, who is known as the White Emperor, is against our Jingtao Sect this time."

Pan Zhonghan instructed Wang Xiongwu, "I will go to see that person in a few days. The Saint's body is gone, and there is no hope for her resurrection. We urgently need to appoint another Saint. As a spiritual sword body, you are among the candidates, but unfortunately your skills are not enough. Come with me back to Jingtao Gate. After the elders' council confirms it, we will have a chance to challenge the Heavenly Ladder and win the people's support."

Wang Xiongwu was overjoyed and sighed, "What a pity to lose such a beautiful palace and Yanbo Tower." Then he left.

……

Cheng Bai is busy researching a piece of equipment called Black Blade Flying Armor.

Ever since I accidentally obtained Xuanbo's tortoise shell, I had never figured out what to refine. It was not until I saw the various flying armors that were rampant on the five continents that I had a clear idea.

The starship was too big, and the Shengjin Tower was even more ostentatious. Cheng Bai admired the small flying armor diagram included in the inheritance magic cube, and he needed to refine a soul weapon to improve his weapon refining level.

There are two types of flying armor.

One is to wear exoskeleton armor that can range from partial to full-body, allowing the user to fly freely. It is limited to single-person use and is similar to the power mecha on Earth.

Secondly, it can be folded into a small armored fortress at ordinary times, in which one can move around and live. When in use, it can be unfolded into a large flying armor that can carry multiple people. It has some advantages of both flying boats and spirit boats, and is lightweight and versatile.

The Black Blade Flying Armor is the second type, which is a rare combination magic weapon. The Attack City in the Shengjin Tower is also of this type.

Using Xuanbo's tortoise shell as the main vehicle, the jaws of the Thunderous Giant Insect are used to refine the weapon system, and the ghost feathers obtained from the Sky Island are used to assist in enhancing the power. They are all very suitable materials. In addition, the Star Pearl must be prepared as the control core, and the matching Danling is still lacking.

Cheng Bai spent several days disassembling, reassembling, and disassembling the Wandering Soul Pearl obtained from the Three Sages Valley, studying it repeatedly to lay a solid foundation.

The restrictions related to this type of treasure are among the best and extremely complex. Just one magic weapon has thirty-two restrictions, and even meets the requirements of some spiritual weapons. The Star Pearl is even more complicated and unpredictable, so some preparations must be made.

The Danling was also placed in front of him. A batch of Longbo's inner elixirs that were commissioned to be sold had recently arrived in the Xianhua Pavilion store.

Cheng Bai counted them and found a total of twenty-five. He speculated in his mind, "Could it be that they are the inner elixirs of the group of Long Bo warriors nine days ago? They really didn't waste them. This is exactly the opportunity I want."

Asked the price, 800,000 taels of gold each.

Picking up one and taking a closer look, he found that it contained five mystical runes: "Wildness", "Bone Armor", "Perseverance", "Intimidation" and "Blood Boiling". It was better than the inner elixir of the Thunder Wrath Giant Insect and had reached the grade that could be used to refine a Horcrux.

Cheng Bai thought to himself: "The price is not cheap. After one transfer, it has reached the market price. There is no room for others to make a profit."

Chu Kangtian recommended: "They are all good goods. As soon as they arrived at the store, the Changsheng Association sent a letter and ordered six. The others may be reserved for auction, and we invite big customers to come and buy them."

Cheng Bai praised: "Very good combat attributes, suitable for refining magic weapons and armor."

"More than good, so many Wuwei pills are hard to come by in a century, and many customers will never see one in their lifetime." Chu Kangtian was not bragging.